<TITLE>07. Par 16-17</TITLE>L-16 And the next come through was a little girl, and she was deaf and dumb. I said, "Now, the little girl is deaf and dumb. She had fever some time ago and it made her go deaf and dumb."
And the mother of the baby, "That's right. That's exactly right."
And I said, "Do you believe that God will heal the baby?"
"Yes," she believed it.
So I asked the Lord if He'd heal it: the baby. When I got through, I went [Brother Branham claps his hands--Ed.] She turned and looked at me, that little girl. I said, "Can--can you hear me?"
And the interpreter begin to speak to her, and she--she could hear and she could speak. She started mumbling off something like that. I said, "Oh, she'll talk better after while."
She said, "Mmmm. Her talk heap good now." So she was...

L-17 So the next one in the line was a little cross eyed boy. Anyone could see he was cross eyed. I never seen God turn a cross eyed child down yet. Never. So I think what did that: I had such a horror of looking at it. When my little Sharon, my little baby was dying in the hospital many, many years ago, the little thing suffered so hard, when I got to her, her little blue eyes had crossed, and that just kills me to see a cross eyed child. I think of that.
You know, sometimes you have to grind the flower to get the perfume out of it, don't you? And there, that little fellow looked up at me, his little old coarse, horse-mane hair hanging down. He looked at me, in a little red face. And I picked up the little fellow. I thought, "Now, if God will do that before these Indians, that'll give favor." I put the little fellow up against me, and I said, "Dear God, please have mercy. I pray Thee that Thou will heal the little fellow and give favor before these people, that I might tell them about Thy beloved Son." 'Course, the interpreter wasn't interpreting that.
They was just standing there watching. And I knew God healed that baby. I said... Now, 'fore I took him off my shoulder, I said, "Now, have them all look this a way." They looked that way. I said, "Now, if God's healed this little cross eyed boy, will you believe?" They was looking at one another, you know, and they didn't say a word. I turned his little face around like that, and his little eyes as normal as anybody here. My, you talk about a prayer line; I had one really in a few moments. Looked like a stampede, while the dust a flying. And they had to throw out...
How many knows Reverend Jack Moore? Ma... I guess some of you do and Gordon Lindsey and them was up there. And so there's a... the prayer line was coming.


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